Rhys clinked his glass against mine. To the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.
Punish them all.
Prick,
Over a million? A million books? Her heart leapt and danced, and she cracked a smile. I’d die before I even got through half of that!
My goal was bigger than revenge. My purpose greater than personal retribution.
Marion was my mother's name. She died defending Aelin Galathynius from her assassin. My mother bought Aelin time to run - to get away so she could one day return to save us all... I have no lands, no...
Magical things rarely age as normal objects do.
It's a rare person to face who they are and not run from it - not be broken by it.
I wonder if the gods have weighed the costs of that storm. And deemed the casualties worth it.
I will keep getting back up, no matter how many times those butchers shove me down.
I love you.Thorns and All.
I hadn't realized I was a villain in your narrative, Lucien breathed. You weren't. Not entirely.
I could barely look at him without wanting to combust
I bet you'll be spitting on Death's face when she comes to claim you, too.
I am going to find the Crochans. And I am going to raise an army with them. For Aelin Galathynius. And her people. And for ours. - Manon
His words were coated with glorious boredom
He didn't understand-how she could be so delicate, so small, when she had overturned his life entirely. Worked miracles with those hands and that soul, this woman who had crossed mountains and seas.
Gods, the females in his court ate more than he did. He supposed magic burned through their energies so fast it was a miracle they weren't constantly biting his head off.
For long minutes, we stood there. Until I said, Let’s go find somewhere to eat – outside. Hmmm. He showed no sign of letting go. I looked up at last. Found his eyes shining with that familiar, wicked...
Father, brother, lover—he’d never really declared himself any of them.